It’s funny isn’t it, V? Back in 1995 or so when the bridge first went up, I loathed it for its unnecessary gigantism [as we know, no road will ever be big enough], but since then I have come to love it, though my wiser self still knows it is bigger than it need be.

It is my gateway to evenings at the SOH and (less alluringly) my taxi route to work when I am in a hurry and in funds. My aunt, visiting from Albany, WA (ie, not NY) fell in love with it. I’m not so enamoured of the name or the kitschy statues, but I love the geometry and the almost fresnellish effect of the stay cables.

I’m not sure, however, if I would love it so much if I lived in Glebe, because by virtue of its elevation it broadcasts its vehicle rumble over the whole peninsula.